In the opening scene of the most recent (and I think best) version of Murder on the Orient Express, a servant boy is seen running around town to fetch some fresh eggs. The eggs are boiled and presented beautifully in front of Kenneth Branagh’s Poirot who then takes out a ruler, measures them and sends them away. Although (we assume) they are cooked perfectly, Poirot requires them to be perfectly matching. he has a thing about that. Off runs the boy again for some more eggs.
I have no such hang-ups – as you can see from the pic above. the eggs were the same size so I suspect one egg cup is wider than the other. Whatever.
I can’t remember the last time that I had boiled eggs and soldiers – it was probably the last time I was sick. Yet I craved them all last week – presumably because I wasn’t well. It was nothing serious – just a head cold followed by a couple of days of asthma as head colds tend to go with me. Let’s just say that the shareholders of Kleenex would have been happy with me.
It was, however, the first head cold I’d had in at least 18 months, maybe 2 years, and my first sick day since 2011. Come to think of it, maybe it was more serious than a cold – it might have even been man flu.
As well as the boiled eggs, I also had sardines on white toast for brekky one morning – another dish from my childhood that I have a hankering for only when I’m sick. Naturally, I didn’t have the boiled eggs at the same time as the sardines – that would just be too gross.
I’m fussy about each as well. The eggs have to be soft-boiled but with the whites set. The toast has to be plain white bread with proper butter, and the sardines have to be John West and squashed quite thinly on the toast.
As far as cravings go, the sardines are, I grant you, an unusual one – and something I didn’t even crave when I was pregnant. It did, however, get me thinking about comfort food.
When I’m feeling tingly in the throat or my energy is a tad low a bowl of pho or Thai Boat Noodle soup is usually enough to lift me back up. I always have home-made chicken stock in the freezer and a bag of dumplings, so it’s also easy to knock together a chicken dumpling soup.
My ultimate comfort food of choice is, however, Hainanese chicken rice – it’s sometimes also called white-cooked chicken. It’s essentially poached chicken that’s sliced and served cold with a bowl of the stock, some chilli sauce, kecap manis (sweet, sticky soy), minced ginger and shallots, cucumber and rice that’s also been cooked in the stock. I haven’t found a good one here on the coast so we make our own. It’s simple, full of flavour, and seriously comforting.
It’s probably no wonder that I put on weight when I’m sick!
Anyone else out there craves certain foods when they’re a tad low? I’d love to know…your secret is safe here…
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